BoyWithUke – Stranger (Guitar)

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[Intro] N.C. Baby, oh, my little baby N.C. I'm no stranger, no-no strange— [Verse 1]
          Dm             Am7
She was a stranger, a mysterious soul

          Gm7
I couldn't read her

            Bb7          A7
She got the eyes of a ghost

           Dm                Am7
Too far to walk back to my hotel down in Brooklyn

       Gm7                       Bb7
Hoping that nobody's looking for me

    A7             Dm                 Am7
She says she got a boyfriend, but she wants to get a drink

             Gm7                   Bb7           A7
It's not the weekend and she got a class for Ivy League

             Dm               Am7                             Gm7    Bb7 A7
She's just a stranger, but it seems as if she doesn't want to be
[Chorus]
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want

      Gm7
The barista has no patience

       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car

Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on

      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else

                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of

A7
In and out of
[Post-Chorus]
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
[Verse 2]
Dm                             Am7
  Shе says she hopes I'm doing well

           Gm7                    Bb7
That I'm incredible to see, can't lie

                   A7
My heart skipped a beat

       Dm                                Am7
When I saw her through a shrouded veil

               Gm7                       Bb7           A7
But she like a wolf in sheep's wool, she tryna play it cool

         Dm                          Am7
As if we go way back as friends, she tryna make some sort of sense

                Gm7                               Bb7             A7
Why the hell we in this parking lot talking 'bout things we never did

                Dm
Throwback to my busboy days

                          Am7
Back when I had a 40 hour week, and a shitshow pay

               Gm7
Lay off on the weekends

                          Bb7
Swam so far but everybody tweaking

             A7
I just wanna sleep all day
[Chorus]
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want

      Gm7
The barista has no patience

       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car

Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on

      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else

                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of

A7
In and out of
[Post-Chorus]
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
[Bridge]
Dm              C
Confident in my life

Am7
Eyes glued to my body

           Gm7
Said she's sorry for the fall out

             Bb7              A7
I've been on xans and testing molly

      Dm                C
Maybe this time I might fade

Am7
Falling to former ways

    Gm7                         Bb7        A7
Somebody, tell somebody I'm not capable of change
[Verse 3]
Dm            C            Am7
  She from Manhattan but I smell the cat from down in staten

Gm7                     Bb7
  She want the 7 figure package

        A7
I'm not finished packing

Dm7                 Am7
  I used to think I didn't want to chase the bag

      Gm7                      Bb7            A7
But a sell out with no soul is akin to what I had

             Dm7               C
Fucking this bitch, met on the internet

            Am7
She sucking dick, no one I ever met

         Gm7
My money big, my attitude feminine

          Bb7                       A7
Call me a bitch 'cause I smell like cinnamon

    Dm7                         C
But I've been working harder in silence

              Am7
Half of these people never seen violence

            Gm7                                Bb7
Half of the shit that I say is timeless, and rhymeless

    A7
And I've been out of-

Dm
… fuck
[Chorus]
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want

      Gm7
The barista has no patience

       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car

Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on

      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else

                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of

A7
In and out of
[Post-Chorus]
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought

Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
[Outro]
Cm7
Baby, oh, my little baby

       D#M7
I'm no stranger, no-no strange—